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i had a date with a pretty ballerinaher hair so brilliant that it hurt my eyesi asked her for this dance and then she obliged mewas i surprised was i surprised no not at alli saw her yesterday it could have been tomorrowi couldn't keep the joy that was insidei begged for her to tell me if she really loves mesomewhere a mountain is moving afraid it's moving in on meand when i wake on a dreary monday morningi open up my eyes to find there's rainand something strange within says go ahead and find herjust close your eyes just close your eyes and she'll be there From Letras Mania